“Have you travelled much?” I asked him.
“No, not really. I never take holidays, barely even weekends” he said.
“Then why here? Why now?” I asked.
“Oh, well. As the company grew more successful and I took on staff I needed an assistant. Really this guy - Charles - runs my life now. I’m not the only workaholic founder in the industry, and so an army of people like Charles has sprung up. Thanks to him I now have a housekeeper who comes in to clean and do my laundry and make sure there’s some food in the fridge. My work schedule is totally organised, my parents get birthday gifts and, well, basically he told me I needed to take a holiday for my own sanity.”
“So Charles found you this island?” I asked.
“Yes. He’s well connected. He chose the dates, booked it for me, arranged the travel. All I had to do was pack. He said it would be good for me.”
“What else did he tell you?” I pressed.
He paused. “You mean about the girls?” he asked. I nodded, relieved he knew. “He told me when we spoke on the ‘phone after I had arrived. He said I should relax and have some fun. Not work all the time.”
“And…have you?” I asked him. If anyone on the island was going to be relaxing him, I wanted it to be me.
“Well, no.” he said. “I wanted to feel a connection, you know? I don’t like approaching people. He said all I needed to do was ask Nick, but you were the first person I’ve had a conversation with.” He paused. “But, you know, it’s been nice” he finished, looking down.
I knew I was going to have to take the lead. I wanted his holiday to be memorable, and I wanted his memory to be of me. More than that, I wanted to kiss him. I wanted to take his unstylish clothes off and get naked with him. I wanted to get him into bed and screw his goddamn smart Silicon Valley brains out.
Chapter Five
We left the dining area and walked along the beach. “I had a nice dinner, thank you” I said to him.
“Me too” he replied.
I nudged him playfully. “So, which one is your hut?”
“Er, it’s that one further down” he said, indicating.
“Show me” I said. We walked there without talking, accompanied only by the gentle sound of the ocean. Ryan fished the key out of his shorts, fumbled with the lock for a moment and then opened the door. I walked past him, trailing a hand over his chest and reaching for his hand to pull him gently inside.
I closed the door and turned to face him, drawing very close and noticing his aftershave for the first time. I put a hand on his chest again and looked up into his eyes. “Aren’t you going to kiss me?” I asked. I desperately wanted him to.
He put his hands delicately on my waist and leaned in to place his lips on mine. The kiss was gentle, tentative, at first and I kissed him lightly back and reached up to put my arms around his neck. As we kissed feelings took over and he slid his hands from my waist to circle my back and pull me into him. I reciprocated and wrapped my arms more tightly around his neck. Our mouths opened and tongues intertwined and I delighted in the moment, noticing also the obvious hardness growing in him that pressed against me.
I was impatient for more. I broke the embrace, took hold of the bottom hem of my sexy little dress and peeled it up my body and off over my head. I was not wearing a bra and stood before him naked but for my lace red knickers. “Oh my” he said, taking in my body and gazing at my soft, full, breasts and pert nipples standing in front of him.
I undid the buttons on his shirt as quickly as I was able and pulled it off his shoulders, pushing him over to the bed. I embraced him and locked my mouth onto his and we tumbled on to the bed together, kissing deeply, legs intertwining. He kissed my neck and breasts and found my mouth again; I held him tight against me and ran fingers through his hair.
I needed more. I pushed him onto his back, undid his belt buckle and yanked his canvas shorts down. His cock was straining to get out from his underwear and I relieved him of those too, more slowly and gently. I knelt down to admire and stroke it, then my desire to please him and my own instincts soon compelled my to use my mouth. “Oooohh”, he gasped as my wet lips slid down and my warm mouth enveloped it.
I took my time, sucking him slowly, relishing the feel of his member but well aware of the pleasure he was demonstrating through his moans and squirming hips. I had a strong desire to bring him off and feel him explode in my mouth, but a greater desire to feel him inside my pussy and to climax with him, our bodies engaged. I was wet between my legs, I could feel it, and wanted relief too.
I raised my head and sat up, looking longingly at his now-glistening hard pole while I whipped my knickers off, and then swung my leg over and sat straddling his groin. At first I used my body to press his cock flat against his torso and gently rubbed my pussy lips along the side of it. I was so ready my lips spread around it even in that position and I could feel his hardness rub against my spread flesh. I couldn’t wait any longer. I raised my weight and reached under my to aim it upwards so the tip found my entrance, just
